What must I do to take a holiday 
Show me a bill that they can make me pay 
Tell me a story 
And maybe I'll believe it 

Me I'm just a lucky guy 
Young and free 
Too hard to cry 

Lorna from my school she's 21 
She's good looking and a married girl so 
Tell me a story 
Tell me stories 
And man I ain't complaining 

Me I'm just a lucky guy 
Young and hard 
Too tough to cry 

Standing in a show 
The lights ain't low 
They're shining down on me 
And I like, I like it 
Just like I like I like it 
I'm taking like I find it 

What did they do to chill the joy away 
What did they do to say you had to pay 
And pay 
And pay 
Tell me stories 
You know I never can believe them 
Never ever 

Me I'm just a lucky guy 
I'm young and free 
Too dumb to cry 

What must I do to take a holiday 
Show me a bill that they can make me pay 
Tell me a story 
And maybe I'll believe it 

Me I'm just a lucky guy 
I'm Young and free 
Too hard to cry